I'm a spy in the film

There were also three cars coming, but the brand was Escalade.

There was another group of people in the car.

These people also saw the parked and overturned Cherokees on the road ahead. Of course, although they were still more than 20 meters away, how could they not recognize that they were the mortal enemies of their gang, the chief's men.

The three Escalades braked suddenly to a stop.

But before they could open the car door, the chief's men on the opposite side opened fire first.

Da da da.

Da da da.

There are two types of submachine guns, Uzi and TEC-9, as well as M9 and Colt pistols, and of course, the powerful Remington M870.

However, due to the long distance, the shooting effect is not obvious.

The other party is not a vegetarian either.

After experiencing this sudden attack, the people in the Escalade took advantage of the cover of the car body and also fired in this direction.

The two sides exchanged fire fiercely, but both were in vain.

Five minutes of firing, casualties: zero!

"I knew it was you white monkeys who were behind this, blowing up our cars and killing our people! Guys, kill them!"

The Cherokee leader shouted loudly.

"These damn poor guys in the reservation area don't follow the rules. They actually ambushed us halfway and overturned their own car in an attempt to cheat us. Bah! I must kill them today."

Escalade was also outraged.

The doors of the Escalade in front were wide open, and the driver hid under the steering wheel, slowly approaching this side.

Behind the car, several white men were holding M-11s and AR15s, and were approaching this side while shooting, using the cover of the Escalade's body. Their accomplices were hiding behind the other two Escalades, using their maximum firepower to cover their attacking accomplices.

The battle soon became intense. Both sides understood that it was either the enemy or themselves who would die. The battle would not end until one side was completely defeated.

And just like that, in broad daylight, Bourne watched a classic gang fight in its entirety on the hillside.

The gunfight was fierce but took a long time to end, lasting nearly twenty minutes before it ended with the elimination of the white gang.

Bourne also helped the Indians blow up the tires of an Escalade, causing the other party's escape plan to fail and they were surrounded by the Indians.

But the Indians were not having an easy time either, because Bourne's hidden gun ensured that every member of the Indian gang was shot.

The two Indians who held out to the end and killed the last member of the white gang also fell to the ground powerlessly after the fight and could never get up again.

At this point, all members of both gangs were wiped out!

Bourne was quite satisfied with the result.

During the whole process, he just detonated a roadside bomb and fired a few shots without revealing his whereabouts at all.

perfect!

Picking up the fallen shells on the ground and clearing away all traces of his presence, Bourne climbed over the hill and ran to the foot of the mountain on the other side.

There, the two bosses, the farmer and the Indian chief, were in a tense standoff. Each of them was carrying a briefcase containing 100 million knives, waiting for orders from the woman in the cabin who claimed to have the mask.

"Six vehicles, 31 people, all taken out. How's your side? Do you need any help?"

"You can watch the show on the hillside, wait for my signal, and come pick me up on your motorcycle."

After hanging up the phone, Bourne found a mountain bike behind a big rock halfway up the mountain, put on a helmet, hid behind the rock, and observed quietly.

It was a simple wooden hut, originally a border patrol outpost, but it was abandoned for some reason and used as a trading location. It was spacious and remote, very suitable.

Directly opposite the wooden house, two groups of people were confronting each other.

On one side was a pair of white men, the man had gray hair and was wearing a suit, and the woman was very young, wearing a vest and shorts. Both of them were holding guns, and there was a briefcase between them.

On the other side were three men, all wearing traditional Indian braids. The difference was that two of them wore suits and looked well-mannered, while the third was a shirtless burly man, a head taller than everyone else present.

Even at this distance, Bourne could see the other man's strong muscles glistening in the sunlight.

A strong man!

This man had a feather tied in his hair and two short-handled axes on his back. He looked like someone who was not someone to be trifled with.

Damn, Brenda wasn't going to screw up, was she? Could she handle this guy?

Bourne was sweating in his heart and wanted to rush down at this moment, but he held back.

Just then, Brenda finally appeared.

Different from what she wore last night, today she was wearing a one-piece tights suit with black sleeves on her arms, which made her skin look even whiter.

She said something and was about to turn back to the house. At this moment, the strong Indian man pulled out the axe from his back and took advantage of Brenda's back to throw the axe at her.

Seeing the sturdy man take action, Bourne immediately breathed a sigh of relief. This strength and speed could not hurt Brenda. After all, he had just experienced Brenda's true strength last night.

Sure enough, Brenda dodged the flying axe by turning sideways. She put her hands behind her waist and held two pistols in her hands.

"Bang bang bang."

Brenda fired at the Indian man continuously, but the man dodged with a strange step, which made Bourne's eyes light up!

The Indians are really good. This step is very good and I like it very much.

Brother, don’t worry, if no one collects your body, I’ll do it!

After firing a few shots without any effect, Brenda quickly went back to the house and disappeared.

The strong Indian man took the opportunity to rush into the house, and soon, continuous gunshots were heard in the house.

Everyone outside stretched their necks to look towards the door of the cabin. Only then did Bourne notice that there was a man lying on the sand between the white man and the Indian. However, his clothes were gray and he had not been seen before.

It's Brenda.

She walked to the door of the cabin with the same slow and enchanting steps and said something. The man lying on the ground quickly got up, walked to the white man and took his suitcase, then walked to the white-haired Indian and took his suitcase as well, and then followed Brenda into the cabin.

Only Bourne noticed that Brenda gestured in his direction before entering the house.

Bourne knew the signal had come.

He got on his motorcycle, followed the mountain path down the mountain, and hid behind a cluster of bushes not far from the cabin.

After a while, Brenda stood at the door and blew a whistle. In front of everyone's surprised eyes, Bourne appeared in front of everyone on a motorcycle.

Without waiting for Brenda to say anything, Bourne, who was peeping, hurried into the house. The dirty man was putting the money in the suitcase into a travel bag.

He was startled when he saw Bourne, wearing a helmet, rushing in, and immediately pulled out his gun and pointed it at Bourne.

Bourne ignored him and took a quick glance to see the lifeless Indian man lying on a wooden box.

Surprise flashed in his eyes. He strode over, grabbed the Indian man's ankle, and dragged his body out of the cabin.

Then, in full view of everyone, he pulled the feathers off the strong man's head.

"Hey, what are you doing? Why don't you go away?"

Brenda pushed Bourne's shoulder and said angrily.

She didn't understand Bourne's strange behavior, not knowing that Bourne had already obtained what he wanted: basic leg techniques (fusion 37%).

Although the progress only increased by 4 percentage points, Bourne already had a new set of leg training methods in his mind.

It seems that this is the footwork that the Indian man used to dodge bullets. It is indeed unique. This is a new type of leg technique that is different from all the leg techniques that Bourne had practiced before.

This is also the third leg technique that Bourne has absorbed after the Tan Leg and the Rhodes War Dance. I believe that with time of practice, his basic leg techniques will improve rapidly.